"Where is my son of the Kunpeng family?"


    "I''ll wait."


    "Everyone listen to my orders. Let''s go out and kill the enemy."


    "Kill!"


    On Kunpeng mountain, pengwan mountain gave an order, incarnated into the body of Kunpeng, and rushed down with tens of thousands of people.


    "Kill my people and destroy my home. I want you to pay for your blood. God and form will die!"


    Pengwanshan rushed to the front, blocking out the sky and the sun. It was like an ancient Kunpeng. Everywhere it went, it was invincible and full of flesh and blood. No one was the enemy of it. Countless friars of heaven robbing sect and corpse God sect were smashed one after another.


    This is the most powerful talent of the Kunpeng family. It is displayed by the cultivation at the peak of pengwanshan Huadao. Ordinary extraordinary monks are not their opponents.


    At the same time, countless Kunpeng friars, either incarnate Kunpeng, or spread the wings of Kunpeng, like wolves into sheep, directly began to kill.


    They have hatred in their hearts and strong intention to kill. They are ruthless. Even if they meet invincible people, no one shrinks back.


    On Kunpeng Island, some surviving demon friars soon joined in.


    One by one, their eyes are red, with revenge and resentment. If they don''t want to let go of even a fish that has escaped the net, they must kill him one by one.


    The invasion of the army of heaven robbing sect and corpse God sect destroyed the pure land where they could survive, killed and humiliated many of their relatives.


    If you don''t kill all these sons of bitches today, they''ll all go crazy.


    "No, Kunpeng island is blocked. It must have been done by the demon family young emperor. We can''t escape..."


    "It''s all dead. Let''s fight with them and kill them!"


    There is no escape. The friars of the heaven robbing sect and the corpse God sect have to stand up and fight. Maybe they can buy some time until their ancestors return from heaven.


    There are five extraordinary ancestors in their two sects. Two of them have reached the half immortal state. They may not die in the end as long as the ancestors win and return.


    For a time, the whole Kunpeng island was full of flying lights, rocks, clouds and dust.


    No matter how the two friars resisted, they could not resist the attacks of Kunpeng, demon and Wang Tiande. Soon they were killed and injured and screamed.


    Pengfei didn''t kill people. This is a one-sided massacre. It''s the same with him or without him.


    He took a deep breath and walked to Yang Xuan. With a solemn face, he hugged his fist and said, "brother Yang''s kindness is unforgettable to my Kunpeng family. If you can get my Kunpeng family in the future, brother Yang just open his mouth."


    Today, fortunately, Yang Xuan came to help. Otherwise, their Kunpeng family will be killed and robbed, the family will be destroyed and the people will die.


    Pengfei felt lucky just thinking about it, and was deeply grateful to Yang Xuan.


    "I happened to pass by and learned that the noble was in danger, so I came to rescue him. Brother Peng, didn''t you enter the eternal life hall at the beginning? Why didn''t you go to the city of destiny at last?"


    Yang Xuan waved his hand and asked curiously.


    "Alas, it''s a long story..."


    Pengfei sighed and slowly said that he was trapped in the secret realm of the Louvre.


    The Louvre is the Taoist temple of a fairy king. Although the Taoist tradition of the fairy King remains, not everyone can inherit it. Even Pengfei almost died in it.


    "I see."


    The eternal world is vast and has too many secret places. Once you enter it, you have to go through a test of life and death.


    Pengfei passed the test and survived from the Louvre. No wonder he made great progress in cultivation in just a few decades.


    Thinking of this, Yang Xuan said again: "there will be gains and losses. Brother Peng doesn''t have to worry about it. With your talent, you will make great achievements in the future and become an immortal just around the corner."


    Pengfei said with a wry smile, "don''t be polite to me, brother Yang. I know my talent best. Although it''s hard for anyone in my generation to match, compared with brother Yang, my talent is insignificant."


    The little emperor of the demon family can kill half immortals beyond his level. He has only practiced for more than 100 years. How high is his talent?


    "I''m a monster. Don''t compare with me."


    Pengfei was speechless. In fact, in his eyes, whether in the past or now, Yang Xuan was indeed a monster.


    "In short, you''re fine. I''ll stay on Kunpeng island for a few days, and then I''ll go back."


    Yang Xuan smiled.


    "Leaving so soon!?"


    Pengfei was surprised.


    "Over the years, I have traveled all over the world, and the Eastern Emperor world will be my last stop. If I go back this time, I will practice in isolation for a period of time."


    "Brother Yang''s accomplishments are not far from flying?"


    "It''s too difficult for me to become an immortal, especially in this fairy world. When I reach the half immortal realm, I have to go to a secret place and go to the immortal realm through a channel. Maybe we can only see each other in the immortal realm in the future.


    "Within a thousand years, I will be able to go to Xianyu. At that time, we will have a day to see you again."


    "Roar!"


    Just between the two people talking, there was a dull roar not far away, but it was made by the corpse God. The voice was sad and painful.


    "What''s the matter with it?"


    Pengfei asked.


    Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "metamorphosis, a corpse puppet. If you want to become a corpse, you have to bear great torture. This process is long or short and extremely dangerous. I can''t help it. Just see if it can survive."


    "If it survives, what will it look like in the end?"


    "I don''t know. It''s related to its ID consciousness. Generally speaking, consciousness dominates the body. If its consciousness comes from a woman, it will instinctively turn into its former appearance."


    "Tut Tut, this is a half immortal corpse God. Even if he finally becomes a great beauty, I''m afraid no one can control it."


    Pengfei smacked his mouth and said, "of course, brother Yang is an exception. You are the master of this corpse and have absolute control over it."


    "You''re wrong, but I never wanted to control it."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and strode over, paying attention to the changes of the corpse God. He said, "it''s not easy to turn the corpse into a man. If you can''t hold on, I''ll give you a pleasure and set you free."


    "It hurts!"


    The corpse God hugged his head and shouted. His voice was no longer turbid and unclear, but with a bit of women''s unique tenderness.


    "My God, it won''t really become a woman!"


    Pengfei came forward and opened his mouth in shock.


    "It''s a good thing to become a woman. I don''t want to be surrounded by a big man or a bad old boss."


    While Yang Xuan was talking, the corpse God began to crack his skin and flesh, and his body shape continued to shrink. He soon returned to the size of a normal person. His body was wrapped in a thick blood cocoon, which made it difficult for people to spy on the specific situation.


    Only Yang Xuan could clearly see what was in the blood cocoon. He couldn''t help sighing: "qingben beauty, how can it be a corpse!"